Conflict
"Wang Jingwen!"
How could she be here?
Yuan Datong and Emma rushed out. Sure enough, Wang Jingwen was currently singing on the stage.
In the box, listening to the immortal song from outside, Zhang Xiaohua's fingers also involuntarily followed the soft music, she was such a good singer, it was a pity.
Although Wang Jingwen was a traitor, her brilliance couldn't be denied.
At the end of the song, Wang Jingwen slowly stepped forward and bowed to the guests below the stage.
"Oi Jingwen, come accompany this grandfather for a drink."
"Ignore him, I can buy you for the night, how about ten thousand in dollars."
"Haha haha..."
Laughter erupted from the audience.
Speaking of it, all the people who could eat here were wealthy and powerful. Among them, most were rich second generation grandsons. On the surface, these people were coming to drink, but in fact, they were looking for excitement. Their goal was to pick up some women to enjoy the night with.